yyland

I’ll be the first to admit that there are plenty of things that piss me off. But in general, I get over it pretty soon.

There are a few things I find impossible to forgive, though, and one of them is stupidity. Another is betrayal.

Call me stubborn, unbending, inflexible—whatever.

But I’ve taken countless blows over the last 15 years—been overlooked, underappreciated, and melodramatic though it sounds, betrayed, over and over again. But no longer.

This is the last straw—from today, my heart is closed, locked, deadbolted to her. It’s over. I’m no longer that girl, tears hidden inside, asking why I couldn’t just move on and stop leaving myself open to heartache. This is it. I’m packing up the last shards left of my hope, my heart—and I’m moving on.

I’m not that foolish teenager anymore.